Looking at the pairs of eyes beside her that suddenly dimmed, the spirit witch, who was afraid that something might happen, took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone:
"This is the arrangement of the Tree Ancestor, and no one can change it. I will give Xiaojiu a high-level spiritual weapon before departure, so that she can have the ability to protect herself."
So what? The sea beast is ruthless and can swallow up all of Ah Jiu's thin body in one bite.
Ignoring the desperate and sad eyes around her, Sang Li stared straight at her most beloved Master Ling Wu, and nodded slowly: "Yes, Master Ling Wu, I will go to the sea with them tomorrow."
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In San Er's territory, the spirit wizard's expression was very cold: "Do you know what you did wrong just now?"
Sang Er lowered his head and did not look at the cold and gloomy face of the spirit wizard.
The cloudy eyes of the Spirit Witch seemed to have been quenched with poison: "What's the point of being hesitant? The Tree Ancestor is just a little bit of spiritual energy to break through the seal. At that time, it will give us the real Fuso bloodline. After possessing the god-level bloodline,
Are you still afraid that you won’t be able to re-establish a real Fuso tribe?”
"It's different, that's different." Sang Er shook his head with a painful expression.
The spirit wizard was very indifferent: "What's the difference?"
Sang'er, who was once a warrior, felt his heart bleed: "Even if the tribe is re-established, those people are no longer them."
The Spirit Witch's heart is as hard as iron. "They are all disabled now and have no ability to capture sea beasts. Instead of lingering, it is better to sacrifice all their energy to the Tree Ancestor to help the Tree Ancestor break through the seal."
San'er pursed his lips and stopped talking. If she hadn't used his child to force him, how could he have joined her?
Looking at this useless person in front of him, the spirit wizard's eyes were extremely gloomy.
This idiot, if she didn't need him now, she wouldn't talk nonsense to him.
but……
After they go into the sea tomorrow, he will no longer have a chance to be indecisive.
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Various types of plants are planted regularly in the cemetery, which is as bright as day.
These plants were once members of the Fusang tribe. Because they still have relatives who are working for the Fusang tree, they are qualified to take root in this cemetery after their death.
At this moment, they all stretched out their graceful branches and were bathed in the rich aura, looking extremely comfortable and satisfied.
Unlike all the strange and gorgeous plants around it, the Qiyangcao that Sangjie's brother Sangyang transformed into looks very inconspicuous.
But even so, because of the mulberry and leek, it also has a fertile cemetery that covers an extremely large area.
Everything is quiet at this moment.
Sang Li squatted alone in the empty cemetery and stared blankly at the sunflower root rooted in the soil. She still didn't want to believe that the brother who loved her so much had really left her forever.
Sang Li slowly lay down and pressed his forehead against the cold tip of Qiyang grass: "Brother... don't leave me, okay? You said you would always stay with Xiaojiu."
Tears fell from the corners of Sang Li's eyes. The sadness of being an abandoned son seemed far less painful than losing his brother.
Just when Sang Ji was in agony, familiar footsteps suddenly came from behind. Sang Ji quickly reached out her hand to wipe away her tears.
She pretended to be nonchalant and turned around and said to Sang Zhu, "Why are you here if you don't go and rest?"
Sang Zhu had shocking wounds on his body. He looked at Sang Ji without blinking: "Ah Ji, let's run away!"
Sang Li's expression suddenly paused.
Sang Zhu was very emotional: "Shu Ancestor asked us to die, Master Lingwu gave up on us, and even the clan leader chose to remain silent."
She knows, but...
Sang Zhu looked at Sang Li with bloodshot eyes: "Look at this empty cemetery, don't you think it's strange?"
Sang Li was in pain: "So what if it's strange? Do we have the ability to protect them? We don't... We are chess pieces on the chessboard that can be controlled at will from beginning to end."
Yes, the remains of those tribesmen who lost the protection of the warriors were transplanted to the land of extreme spirits by the spirit witches. Even the descendants they left behind were ruthlessly abandoned by the spirit witches on the grounds that the tree ancestors lacked spiritual energy.
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They had fought, had quarrels, and even threatened each other to death.
But the spirit wizard told them enthusiastically: The temporary sacrifice is just to prepare for the longer-term future. The seal of the secret realm is loose, and their tree ancestors can break through the seal as long as they have enough spiritual energy. When the time comes, their Fusang tribe will have nothing to worry about.
No chance to rise?
As a result, one group of people chose to compromise, while the other group was always unwilling to do so.
This group of unwilling people includes Sang Zhu and now Sang Li.
Sang Zhu's chest heaved violently, and he desperately wanted to persuade Sang Li: "Not only that! Do you know where those seriously injured soldiers have gone?"
Sang Ji lowered his eyes.
Sang Zhu looked furious: "They were not sent to the Holy Land to recuperate at all. That was just a lie created by the spirit wizard to appease us! They were..."
Before he finished speaking, Sang Zhu's mouth was suddenly covered by Sang Ji.
Sang Li's heart was beating fast: "Do you still want to die?"
Under Sang Ji's soft palm, Sang Zhu said angrily: "A Ji, you can follow me and run away. We can run far away!"
Sang Ji was about to speak when a crisp voice suddenly came from behind him.
"It's so boring to run away. If you get caught, you might be used as ready-made fertilizer. Why don't we do something big?"
"Who?" Sang Zhu and Sang Li turned their heads sharply.
Under the dense long-leaf trees, a petite girl loomed.
I saw her standing in the shadows with a broad long sword on her back. There was no breath on her body, as if she had blended into the surrounding environment.
Seeing this girl, Sang Li took a deep breath. When did their tribe have a woman?
It wasn't until the fairy walked out of the darkness step by step that Sang Zhu and Sang Li narrowed their pupils and realized that this was not a tribesman, this was clearly a human cub!
Sang Zhu and Sang Li were stunned.
What happened to this human cub? How could she survive in such a harsh ice field? Can she still find it here?
What's even more outrageous is that as strong men of the Fusang tribe, they can't feel the slightest breath of this cub!
However, how did they know that the petite cub in front of them was also a spiritual chef!
She has so many spiritual foods that can hide her aura!
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Seeing the two vegetative people in front of them who were so frightened that they wanted to make their eyes pop out, the fairy spirit who had been secretly observing them for a long time accepted their gazes very calmly.
For the two self-awakening vegetative people in front of her, she was 100% sure that she could convince them to help her!
She has fully understood the surrounding environment and has a detailed operation plan in mind.
The only thing you need is help!
However, unlike the vegetative people in the outer layer, Sang Ji is not a simple-minded vegetative person. She looked at the fairy who was half a head shorter than her with a defensive expression: "Who are you? How did you appear in our tribe?
In the cemetery?”
Unlike Sang Li, who was on guard, Sang Zhu was carefully observing the fairy.
His intuition told him that this human cub was very unusual.